I refused to believe it.
How could that boy, the one who blushed when I complimented him, the one who would sneak to pluck the first cherry blossom of spring, possibly be ill?
So, I slipped quietly into the high-grade ward.
I took the copper coin strung on a red cord from around my neck and put it on him.
"God, please bless Shaun and let him pull through."
Shaun suddenly opened his eyes, a rare glimmer of life in his eyes when he spotted me.
He cursed me in a breathless, gossamer-thin voice, "Troublemaker."
I wiped the corner of his pale mouth.
"Shaun, don't die, okay? If you're gone, no one will play with me anymore.
"This hospital's treatment fees are already cheap, but my sister is still working herself almost to the bone..."
Shaun closed his eyes. His body was growing cold,
